Forgotten.
formal?
I feed Lux as I sit back and observe the crib.
All looks good.
It looks stable and as it should.
Lux rolls around in my lap, pretending that she’s holding her bottle and not me.
She chews the teat of the bottle as she sips the warm milk inside.
When someone knocks on the door, she jumps.
I get up, Lux on my hip, and walk down to answer the door.
“We’re going out tonight.” My mother states.
“Um, YOU are, don’t you mean?” I roll my eyes.
“No, We are. You, me, management and the band. We have a formal dinner.”
I exaggerate my moan. “Do you have to drag us along?”
“Yes.” My mother says firmly, turns and walls away.
“Well, we had a lot say in that didn’t we?” I look at Lux.
She looks at me as if she knows what’s going on.
“Well, I guess we better get ready… Bath time!”
I tickle her.
She giggles. “Dop!”
***
In the bath, Lux’s smooth, clear skin washing clean into the water, she chews her rubber duck.
“You’re starting to talk, aren’t you?” I say as I rub the soft loafer over her back.
“baff. I in baff.”
I gasp at my sister.
“Since when do you speak English?” I ask, shocked but laughing.
“BAFF.”
“yes Luxy, bath!” I giggle.
She makes me so happy.
Water splashes on my face and snaps me out of the happy thought of my baby sister.
I look down at her.
“Hey!” I say, as she giggles and hits the water with her open palm, making small droplets brush over me.
“Funny.” She garbles, barely understandable.
But I understand… I understand her.
***
Lux is dressed in a pink, satin dress and sitting on my bed.
I grab her tiny towel and scrub her small fluff of hair dry.
I brush it back, then slip a pink bow clip into it.
“Taadaa!” I smile.
Lux claps.
“My turn!” I say.
I go into the lounge-room and grab her playpen.
I heave Lux onto my hip and travel down the hall to the bathroom.
It’s still warm from the stream from the bath.
I place a fresh towel down on the now dry tiles and place the playpen over it.
Lux goes in.
“Shower time for me!’ I tell her as she sucks on a block.
I strip down and jump in the shower.
It feels good to wash my hair, feel the warm water over my skin.
Feel the soap scrub off the day, the stream sucking away the memories of the last twenty-four hours.
I get out, dry myself down and skim past Lux’s playpen.
After getting dressed in a plain white-tee and washed-out jeans that roll up to my shin, I grab Lux and head to the door.
At least she’s dressed fancy…
As I open the door, I get a fright. There stands my mother.
“What in God’s name are you wearing?!”
“Clothes.” I say bluntly and try to push past her.
“Give me her. Go get dressed.”
“Urgh okay I’ll get dressed, but let Lux stay with me.” I reply shortly.
“No. She’s coming with me.”
“URGH WHAT’S UP WITH YOU?!” I scream and pass my baby sister over.
“Hey Luxer.”
She bobs my baby sister up and down on her hip.
Before I turn to storm off I stare at my mother harshly.
“It’s Lux.”
All looks good.
It looks stable and as it should.
Lux rolls around in my lap, pretending that she’s holding her bottle and not me.
She chews the teat of the bottle as she sips the warm milk inside.
When someone knocks on the door, she jumps.
I get up, Lux on my hip, and walk down to answer the door.
“We’re going out tonight.” My mother states.
“Um, YOU are, don’t you mean?” I roll my eyes.
“No, We are. You, me, management and the band. We have a formal dinner.”
I exaggerate my moan. “Do you have to drag us along?”
“Yes.” My mother says firmly, turns and walls away.
“Well, we had a lot say in that didn’t we?” I look at Lux.
She looks at me as if she knows what’s going on.
“Well, I guess we better get ready… Bath time!”
I tickle her.
She giggles. “Dop!”
***
In the bath, Lux’s smooth, clear skin washing clean into the water, she chews her rubber duck.
“You’re starting to talk, aren’t you?” I say as I rub the soft loafer over her back.
“baff. I in baff.”
I gasp at my sister.
“Since when do you speak English?” I ask, shocked but laughing.
“BAFF.”
“yes Luxy, bath!” I giggle.
She makes me so happy.
Water splashes on my face and snaps me out of the happy thought of my baby sister.
I look down at her.
“Hey!” I say, as she giggles and hits the water with her open palm, making small droplets brush over me.
“Funny.” She garbles, barely understandable.
But I understand… I understand her.
***
Lux is dressed in a pink, satin dress and sitting on my bed.
I grab her tiny towel and scrub her small fluff of hair dry.
I brush it back, then slip a pink bow clip into it.
“Taadaa!” I smile.
Lux claps.
“My turn!” I say.
I go into the lounge-room and grab her playpen.
I heave Lux onto my hip and travel down the hall to the bathroom.
It’s still warm from the stream from the bath.
I place a fresh towel down on the now dry tiles and place the playpen over it.
Lux goes in.
“Shower time for me!’ I tell her as she sucks on a block.
I strip down and jump in the shower.
It feels good to wash my hair, feel the warm water over my skin.
Feel the soap scrub off the day, the stream sucking away the memories of the last twenty-four hours.
I get out, dry myself down and skim past Lux’s playpen.
After getting dressed in a plain white-tee and washed-out jeans that roll up to my shin, I grab Lux and head to the door.
At least she’s dressed fancy…
As I open the door, I get a fright. There stands my mother.
“What in God’s name are you wearing?!”
“Clothes.” I say bluntly and try to push past her.
“Give me her. Go get dressed.”
“Urgh okay I’ll get dressed, but let Lux stay with me.” I reply shortly.
“No. She’s coming with me.”
“URGH WHAT’S UP WITH YOU?!” I scream and pass my baby sister over.
“Hey Luxer.”
She bobs my baby sister up and down on her hip.
Before I turn to storm off I stare at my mother harshly.
“It’s Lux.”
@Music13
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12/27/13